A Vision of the Northwest

An angel of the Lord appeared to me in a vision approximately two weeks ago. We were standing on a large mountain and he held a bright, gleaming fiery sword unlike any sword I had ever seen before. The blade was constructed of bright and shiny silver of the purest form with fiery flames surrounding it. Written on the blade of the sword were words and phrases like signs and wonders to follow, “new season,” “fresh anointing,” “power,” “healing,” “shift in the spirit,” “salvation” and “revival in the land.” When he wielded the sword the fire intensified and lightening emerged as it passed and cut through the air.

I shuddered from deep within, knowing the magnitude of force this sword yielded.

REAL CRIES OF INTERCESSORS ALLEGORICALLY “FROM THE DEPTHS BELOW”

As I watched, the angel positioned the sword above his head and thrust it into the ground where we stood. A slight crack appeared. Through the crack from the depths below I could hear the cries and petitions, the wails of intercessions and mighty shouts from many mighty warring Saints of God. I could see a red vapor emerging from this ever so small crack. It puzzled me.

THE ANGEL SAID TO ME, “IT IS TIME!”

I looked to the Angel of the Lord and he nodded to me and he said “It is time.” At that moment the sword produced fire and light so abundant I almost had to turn away from fear of it blinding me.

Within moments the ground below me began to rumble and all around me the ground began to shake, however I remained unaffected and my feet remained unmoved. This is when I realized I was now resting in the Fear of the Lord.

A SHIFT HAD OCCURRED IN THE SPIRIT FOR THE CHURCH --AND FOR THE PROPHETIC MINISTRY AGAIN

The Angel of the Lord then told me that a shift had occurred in the spirit and that the Church was entering into a new season of fresh anointing for wisdom and truth. He said that the Lord was once again putting His hand of blessing back on the prophetic ministry within His Church. I could see that He was calling forth many of His prophets who had been hidden away for a time of rest and healing. Others were just being launched into the prophetic, while still others were coming out of a season of instruction and discipline.

A sense of gratitude, love and warmth filled my inner being as I knew that the Great Ancient of Days was about to pour out more of His heart, His strategies, His secrets and His Amazing Power.

“THE CRACK BEGAN TO GROW AT AN ALARMING RATE”

Suddenly the crack began to grow at an alarming rate. It increased in width and no longer could I see where it began or where it ended. As I continued to watch this vision unfold, first light and then fire began to spill out from the depths below. This was the place of intercession. This was the place where the intercessors travailed, where they burrowed tunnels deep below the ground, where men’s and women’s hearts and foundations were changed.

MANY SEASONS HAD COME AND GONE

I watched as the Angel of the Lord took me below the ground to where the intercessors and mighty saints of God worked at a rapid pace. The intercessors by divine revelation worked hard and ferociously with determination on their faces. Many seasons had come and gone.

Seasons of pain, sorrow and death, seasons of joy and expectation, seasons of repentance and deliverance, seasons of teaching, training and instruction, and seasons of fire and revelation. Some of the intercessors had grown tired and entered into a season of rest, some had been wounded and were in recovery, some had laid their crowns of intercession down and were about to be restored, others had just entered into a season of intercession and still others dug with the stamina and persistence of marathon runners.

I could see that the intercessors had successfully dug tunnels according to the roadmap that the Holy Spirit had imparted to them. These tunnels burrowed deep below the foundations of men and women and lead straight to the throne room of God. These tunnels were prepared with delicate care and precisely engineered to carry forth The Fire of Revival, Waters of Cleansing and Healing, and much Oil for the Anointing throughout the land. At that moment I could hear coming straight from the Throne of God, “Well done my good and faithful servants. You have prepared the way and you have made Me proud.”

THE ANGEL’S SWORD POSITIONED TOWARD NORTHWEST CITIES

The Angel of the Lord then guided me to the top of the mountain once again. He stretched his hands outward and said look. At I peered I could see swords positioned in Seattle, Washington, Albany and Portland, Oregon, and Pasco, Washington (in fact all of the Tri-Cities area of Washington)

PORTLAND, AN “EPICENTER”

He began to pour out revelation, new fresh oil and prophecy into a cup he had handed me at some point during our journey. He said that revival was coming to these areas with Portland being the most impacted, this is where the epicenter of revival would be. He told me that each sword would be pushed into the ground at different times causing a stirring and shaking in the spirit. He then led me to the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain and said “now pour out which is in your cup and watch.”

As I poured out the cup, a veil was removed and I observed many small flaming fires of revival throughout the area, the area of the Pacific Northwest. Jesus then appeared to the right of me and grabbed my hand. I turned and looked at Him. His faced was stained with tears of sweat and blood. He had joined in the in the place of intercession and petition before the Throne of His Father with the intercessors and the warring saints. As I gazed, He smiled a warm and genuine smile. There was so much love in His eyes. . . Love for His Bride.

“AGAIN I HEARD THE WORDS, ‘IT IS TIME!’“

He stretched His hand outward and pointed to the Pacific Northwest and again I heard the words, “It is time.” The small flaming fires of revival began to blaze in unity and one accord. The church united and I could see the Favor of the Lord released over the Pacific Northwest.

Signs and wonders increased, people rededicated their lives to Christ, emotions were healed and physical bodies were touched and healed.

Then a cloud of glory dropped from Heaven and covered the area. Suddenly, a vast harvest of the Lost appeared before me. Their hearts were ready and they eagerly came forward to receive the Kingdom of God. I then saw that the Cross of Christ had been branded on the land of the Pacific Northwest. The land was marked for salvation and revival.

As the vision faded, I heard again the three simple words, “It is Time.”